Oh shiiiiiiiiiiiit

I had been trying to distance myself from an old friend lately, her life has become a train wreak and I can't watch it any more. I recieved a text last week from her telling me that she is renting a room in one of the condos by my house here in the village.WHAT.THE.FUCK?!Sure enough, she came over yesterday for a visit; I can throw a rock from my back yard and hit her place with it. She reeked of alcohol and claimed she earned to "tie one on" after having to move four times in three months and helping her boyfriend move in to his place. She of course wanted us to sit down and have some cocktails. Luckily all I had was one glass worth of wine left, not that I'd drink any way. I had to take Pudd'n to my mom's later and I sure as hell don't drink & drive. We had a nice visit, but it was hard to remember the vibrant, beautiful girl was in this shell of a person I used to know. I don't know what flipped the switch for her to pick up drinking and throw everything away. We'll see how things go. I don't mind her coming over for a visit now & then, but if she thinks I'm going to get rip roaring drunk with her all the time she's got another thing coming. I work two jobs (when the back behaves) and I have Pudd'n & a house to take care of. I'm not going down that slippery slope, I will ban your ass for good if you can't behave.